Chun Nuan did not anticipate that Dongmei's choice would be so wise.
It has erupted; this time, it's General Xia of the court leading the troops to quell the rebellion.
The city of Changzhou had just regained a fraction of its former liveliness, now replaced by the brutality of war.
The siege has lasted for three days, with the rebel army arresting civilians to serve as human shields.
Whenever Xia Guangcheng attacks, the rebels drive the bound civilians to the front.
The cries, shouts, and curses are deafening.
"General?" Vice General Hu looked helplessly at Xia Guangcheng.
This city, I'm afraid, cannot be conquered!
Who would dare to give the order to attack? They are civilians!
They are citizens of Great Xia.
If the swords and arrows were to strike them, the court's impeachment would land on the Emperor's desk, and by then, the blade outside the noon gate would fall on the General's head.
